The sun on the medow is summery warm,
The stag in the forest runs free,
But gather together to greet the storm,
Tommorow belongs to me.
The bark of the lindon is leafy and green,
The rhyne gives its gold to the sea,
But somewhere a glory awaits unseen,
Tommorow belongs to me.
The Babe in the cradle is closing his eyes,
The blossom embrases the bee,
But soon says a wisper arise arise,
Tommorow belongs to me.
Oh Fatherland Fatherland show us the sign,
your children have waited to see,
The morning will come when the world is mine,
Tommorow belongs to me!
Thats it, the second verse is the one i get confused with.... redface but i also have to sing a bit of Dont tell mama.....
Mama thinks i'm on a tour of europe,
With a couple of my school chums and a lady chaparone,
Mama doesnt even have an inkling that i left them all in antwerp, and i'm touring on my own.
But i know that bit, i wrote all these down without looking at them...
To be accepted for who you are, You must first accept others for who they are!
R.I.P Daisy, Jazz and Lucky XXX
R.I.P Daisy, Jazz and Lucky XXX
